Category: Travel

This, apparently, is the time of year when the pace of my travel adventure begins to pick up speed. Yes, I just returned from a trip to Happy Valley-Goose Bay, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t already have the next two of five planned adventures booked.

After having our Wednesday morning flights cancelled, Nic, Jason, and I found ourselves stuck in Happy Valley-Goose Bay at the whims of Mother Nature. Given the snow that fell overnight, and the snow that continued to fall throughout the day on Wednesday, we weren’t really complaining. We were safe and warm and comfortable inside, and…

Mother Nature has decided that it’s probably best if I stay in Happy Valley-Goose Bay for a little while longer than I had anticipated. Also, in case it wasn’t obvious, I’m currently in Happy Valley-Goose Bay.

During my recent adventure exploring the United Kingdom with my brother, his girlfriend, and my friend Corey, we found ourselves in Swansea, Wales for a few days. And while I’ve written about this particular part of our adventure already, there’s one part of it that I haven’t written about as of yet.

I returned home from my grand adventure across the United Kingdom slightly more than a week ago to begin the process of un-vacationing – that thing one does when one returns to the real world and has to somehow determine how to restart their grey matter after a significant period of sleeping in, and drinking…

So apparently I’m a twit. I mean, I’m sure anyone who knows me already knows this, but there are times in my life when I learn something and I’m forced to think to myself – Self, how can you possibly have survived 42 plus years circling the sun on a spaceship called earth, and not know…

After spending the last several days sauntering around London (and the last three weeks sauntering around the UK), I’ve come to the sad realization that tomorrow I will be boarding the first of many shiny metal lawn darts that will define 2018 as I make my way back to Toronto. Boo. So much boo.

Yesterday, when I sat down to draft up The Year That Was and The Year That Could Be, I knew that travel would make up a significant part of my review of 2017 and continue to make up a significant part of my goal setting for 2018. The wanderlust demands it. What I wasn’t sure, initially, was how much…

I spent the better part of yesterday wandering around London – because that’s what one does when they are on vacation with no set plans. Given that my normal day-to-day revolves around a very scheduled calendar and the bing of emails as they cascade relentlessly into my inbox, I’m thinking that my return to the real world…

Well, for all of its ups and downs, its highs and lows, that was 2017. It was a weird year that I’m honestly struggling to reconcile. Normally these end-of-year posts write themselves, but this year was extraordinary – and not always for good reasons.

So it’s December 31st and the final hours of 2017 are quickly tick-tocking by. In fact, London, England will ring in 2018 in slightly less than 3 hours from now. Of course, because of the space-time continuum, or perhaps time zones, this means that my year will be shorter than your year. Because that’s how…

Earlier today I watched as Corey disappeared behind the security barriers at Heathrow Airport on his way back home after spending two weeks with me, my brother Aidan, and his girlfriend Amanda as we toured across the United Kingdom. And only a few hours before he disappeared, we were both saying farewell to Aidan and…

For the last few days, we’ve been comfortably nestled in a small cottage in Gairloch, Scotland. We’ve slept late, we’ve lounged, we’ve gone for long walks along the rocky beach, we’ve napped, and we’ve watched countless hours of movies. There has also been scotch. All told, it’s been a rather fantastic Christmas getaway.

Before you get too excited, the Liverpool surprise had nothing to do with the Beatles. Nor did it have to do with us stumbling on a pool full of livers on our way to Scotland. It does, however, refer to how surprised I was by Liverpool.